It's happened to me probably five times. And the thrill never even begins to wears off. Left London on Saturday afternoon, winging it to Seattle. That obviously means a very Northern flight path. And on this Glorious Saturday ... the air was crystalline almost all the way. Though my work plan for the flight was intense, I nonetheless spent hours (literally) with my nose smushed against the window. The ice floes and mountains of Greenland and Northern Canada were literally breathtaking!
Before blogging became all the rage, Tom was posting book reviews and Observations (essentially early blog posts) to this site. You can find the archives below.
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